Archive for August, 2015

My old one went ‘somewhere’ when we moved. I thought, I really don’t need one anymore. Then, last week, while getting my hair done, the rain came down in buckets. Even though I was parked right outside the door, I didn’t want to chance it. A hooded raincoat would have been nice. My favorite quilt shop was having a sale. I bought Amy Butler’s raincoat pattern, but I didn’t like any of their laminated fabric. I started looking elsewhere. I had no idea there were so many. I spent about two hours looking yesterday and another hour today and I still haven’t made up my mind. You know it can’t be ordinary. Totally bizarre is probably my best bet—less likely to get run over. I don’t know. I don’t know. I think I’ll go knit.

A friend gave me several skeins of Tufutsie yarn. She said she got it at a flood sale on impulse. She knew that I had made socks with it, but I really didn’t think I’d be making another eight or ten pair. What wanted was a light weight cardigan. I have lots and lots of tiny balls of leftover sock yarn. This extra yarn was really inspiring me. I was considering entrelac or mitered squares and I played with different needles and made samples. I finally realized that this wasn’t what I wanted. While flipping through books and magazines, It came to me. Shells. It’s been years. I knew I had some patterns somewhere. So I went on-line. I found four places. Lucky for me, I had three. I pulled them out, knit samples and made up my mind.

This is Ruth. She is named after my Aunt. We found her Tuesday morning while walking the dog. After spending all morning trying to find a place to take her, I took her to the vet’s. What else could I do? I’ve got other animals to think about. Doctor Mike doesn’t take appointments. Just sign in before Noon and you’ll be seen. I always take my knitting and a bottle of water. Ruth was de-wormed, de-fleed, de-ear mited and shot. She was also x-rayed do to a limp. She has a broken leg, so I guess she is mine forever. You’d never know it the way she runs around. Naming her Ruth is appropriate. My Aunt Ruth lost the use of one eye and Little Ruthie has lost the use of one leg.